September. Vivaldi Concert. The sun was raining gently with streaks of light when you suddenly appeared in front of me. We looked like two strangers studying discreetly from the exhausted shadow of an untold story. Only the silence, squinting glistening in the eyeball, betrayed our unquenchable longing. You smiled at me and gave me the place in a row, surrounded by the cheerful voices of the children and the wife. They could have been our children, I thought nothing. The wind brought my smile to tomorrow. I entered the concert, thinking of the symphony of an unreal season.
(Translated by Ana-Maria Mușetescu / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year I / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In April 2022, the group has 8,175 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
